You Know Me Well

The heart is a treacherous beast.

I am the color that remains when everything else is washed away.

We’re a tricycle, and a tricycle goes nowhere without all three wheels.”

Right. I just want all my friends to be happy. And sometimes you have to do that one friend at a time.

Most lives are long, and most pain is short. Hearts don’t actually break; they always keep beating. This is not to diminish what you’re going through, but I’ve been there, and I’ve been through it. As that famous homosexual Winston Churchill once said, if you find yourself heartbroken, keep walking.”

True art is about creation. What’s left after the creating is over is secondary.

Fortune does have a strange way of smiling, doesn’t it?

I feel like she should, because friendship is about more than facts. It’s about knowing what someone is thinking, or knowing enough to know that you don’t.

All the lesbians I know are in some way smarter than me, or at least seem to know the world a little more. They also tend to read a lot of books.

But the thing about possibilities: There are some you want much more than others. Or only one you want much more than everything else.